Well, another "2" game. Seriously, the last couple months I've played Modern Warfare 2, Left For Dead 2, Assassin's Creed 2, and just started the Godfather 2. Somehow or another I missed Mass Effect 2. I'll probably get to that later this year.

Anyway, Just Cause 2 comes out later this month. The demo's been released on PSN and XBL and I just went and preordered my copy from Gamestop.

The first Just Cause had mixed reviews - from being mindless fun to glitchy as hell. I really enjoyed the first one, although I've never owned it and it's been about 3 years since I last played it. This was my roommate in college's first 360 game and we played the hell out of it. Huge island levels to explore and a badass grappling hook to connect to everything. IT was a lot of fun. I actually just bought a used copy of the first game to hold me over until the Just Cause 2 is released on 3/23.

I downloaded the demo last night. It gives you 30 minutes to do whatever you please on the island. There's a mission set there for you to play if you choose and it serves as a quick tutorial, but I omitted the mission and jumped off the side of a mountain, plummeted to the ground before pulling my parachute and landing on the roof a jeep driving down the road, then throwing the driver out and hijacking it like nothing happened. It's amazing. The controls are very easy to get used to and the game is very lenient when it comes to the concept of physics. I spent a small portion of my time in the demo fighting the tan-skinned bad guys by shooting at them, throwing them around with my grappling hook, and blowing them the hell up in the totally interactive environment.

It kind of reminded me of the control scheme for the Saboteur. It felt familiar and that's something I instantly liked. At first I was thrown off by the Hispanic lead character, but I'm thinking he'll kind of grow on me.

I went and pre-ordered the game at Gamestop so I get the Monster Truck and bad ass pistols. A friend of mine pre-ordered his from Wal-mart so he could get the Hovercraft bonus.

Here's some videos of the ridiculous fun to be had:

Here's some of the achievement list; some pretty interesting shit.

Gaining a Foothold (10 points)Complete 3 stronghold takeovers

Conqueror of Panau (20 points)Complete 9 stronghold takeovers.

A Trusted Ally (20 points)Complete 49 faction missions.

First Taste of Chaos (10 points)Cause chaos for the first time.

Saboteur (10 points)Complete 150 sabotages.

Destroyer (20 points)Complete 1000 sabotages.

Professional Hitman (20 points)Assassinate 25 colonels.

Globetrotter (20 points)Discover 100 locations.

Freeroamer 1 (10 points)Reach 100% complete in 15 locations.

Freeroamer 2 (20 points)Reach 100% complete in 100 locations.

Body Count (15 points)Kill 750 enemies.

Unarmed and Dangerous (15 points)Kill 50 enemies using melee attacks.

Gravity is a *****! (15 points)Kill 30 enemies by using the grappling hook and making them fall to their death.

Follow Me! (15 points)Kill 5 enemies by dragging them behind a vehicle with the grappling hook.

Hang 'em High! (15 points)Kill 30 enemies while they're suspended in the air with the grappling hook.

Wrecking Ball (15 points)Kill 5 enemies by smashing them with an object tethered to your vehicle with the grappling hook.

Piñata Party (15 points)Kill 5 enemies with the melee attack while they're suspended with the grappling hook.

Juggler (15 points)Kill 30 enemies while they're in mid air.

Road Rage (10 points)Kill 30 enemies by mowing them down with vehicles.

yea, i tried the demo out and came away impressed with the physics... you can almost do anything you want... i crashed a helicopter into a water tower and took it down... i hooked peds to cars and watched them get dragged off... and i tried to take cars off of insane jumps too... you can shoot across the map by just using the grappling hook...

but, with all the fun, i still had some concerns... there's no cover system, no auto-aim, the weapon selection is too confusing, and YOU CAN'T SHOOT FROM A MOVING VEHICLE!! you have to literally jump on the hood to return fire... but, then no one is driving... the game wants you to blow up shit but, the police are relentless and there's always too damn many to fight... you just have to drive off and try to shake them...

like i said a while back, i'll wait until the summer before i consider buying this... i might rent it though before then if i see a copy and nothing else worthy to rent... i figured you'd be interested in it though, stoic... i thought this game was right up your alley...

This post has been edited by bOnEs: Mar 10 2010, 08:54 PM

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QUOTE (Massacre @ Mar 15 2011, 01:24 AM)

Oh, good one. The "you're on the internet so you must have no life" insult isn't moronic or unoriginal at all. You must, without a doubt, be a very important member of society, not at all a waste of the already barely valuable gift of life.

As is the case for everyone who takes issue with people who make them sad on the internet, you are one of two kinds of people:

You are exactly what you claim I am, and that is a lonely, pathetic basement dweller. You life is spent eating eight pounds of junk food per day, masturbating to anything you find online that's even remotely feminine, and wishing you had good looks and social skills. You continue to live with your mother until she dies of a combination of lung cancer and liver failure brought on by the chain-smoking and heavy drinking she used to cope with what a failure you are. Your mother mercifully dead and free of the living embodiment of failure she regretfully thrust from her loins, the bills start to pile up and you, unemployed and unable to pay these bills (of course), lose the house and everything in it. Somehow even more of a failure than you already were, you wander from place to place eating out of dumpsters and sleeping in your own filth until you finally die of AIDS, which you contracted from a diseased whore you scrounged up enough money to pay for, so you could finally lose your virginity while at the same time pretending that your mother was back in your life.

Or:

You are the type who was an athlete in high school, who was genetically doomed to be an idiot but managed to finish school and even get a college scholarship because you were so good at a worthless children's game. You went off to college with a suitcase full of polo shirts and condoms, the polo shirts, because you're a douche, and the condoms to prevent you from impregnating the dim-witted young college girls whom you could never touch without the aid of Rohypnol, a drug you refer to as "roofies" because you can neither spell or pronounce Rohypnol. You scrape by with borderline D's for the next four years, and leave the campus to go out into the real world where your realize you're not intelligent or talented enough to do anything of value with your life. Misery and minimum wage ensues for thirty years, then you blow your brains out, and your corpse, alone and forgotten, is not discovered until the smell of rotting flesh seeps under your door and your bodily fluids finally soak through the floor of your studio apartment and into the room below you. Your body is cremated, the ashes scraped into a garbage bin because there was no one in your life who valued you enough to pay for a casket, funeral, or burial plot.

You're undoubtedly one of the two, otherwise you would have better things to do than complain about the theme of a forum that doesn't care about anything you have to say.

I played the beginning of Just Cause 1 last night and found it less exciting than I remember. Granted, I only played through the first few missions which serves as the tutorial pretty much. I played up until I got the grappling gun, so things will likely get better from here on out. I did do a little running around with the grappling gun and found the one main difference from JC and the Just Cause 2 Demo is that the grappling gun in the first game can only attach to vehicles while in the sequel you can attach to anything; buildings, trees, structure, cliff face or solid object. It really makes a big difference.

Once the second game comes out, there will be no going back to the first. That be like playing Assassin's Creed after playing Assassin's Creed 2. Not possible.

I played the first Just Cause a lot last night. It's really a lot of fun. Once you get past the graphics and small bugs (my favorite was running into a car at full speed on a motorcycle, flying through the air standing up, and landing on my feet, smooth) there is a really fun game. The flying aspects of the game are beautiful, as well as the parachuting/freefalling. I'm really trying to finish this game before the 23rd, because I probably won't ever touch it again when the second comes out. I'm not even playing the demo for the second one again until I actually get the game.

I played the demo of JC2 a few times and I even put down a pre-order for the LE from Shopto. The more I think about it though, the more I think, is it just going to be the same repetitive thing the whole way through? Sure you see new scenery and new vehicles but I think once you've come up with your attack method, it's going to be the same thing for every base you walk in to. The whole open world mayhem reminds me of Crackdown, which I loved, but if it's like Crackdown, I might as well play Crackdown... I'm keeping my pre-order down for now, but I can see myself cancelling it.

Never played Crackdown. Not sure that every mission will "be the same". From playing through the first few missions of the first game, there is plenty of variety to be had. You can do just about anything. If you want to limit yourself to the same strategy for beating the missions, but all that shows is a lack of creativity and not exploring all the features of the game. Also, I'm sure it has plenty of thrills and twists to force you to mix things up.

The demo was a hell of a lot of fun. I had a blast driving. The physics are amazing and the crashes are fucking glorious! I love shooting my grappling hook into an enemy's head and pulling him toward me. It's just a blast. I think I'll buy it!

there's literally almost endless possibilities it seems in this game... the tools, the environment, and the physics all seem like an empty canvas, just waiting for you to paint... i can see myself getting very creative with this one ...

too bad there isn't a multiplayer mode ...

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QUOTE (Massacre @ Mar 15 2011, 01:24 AM)

Oh, good one. The "you're on the internet so you must have no life" insult isn't moronic or unoriginal at all. You must, without a doubt, be a very important member of society, not at all a waste of the already barely valuable gift of life.

As is the case for everyone who takes issue with people who make them sad on the internet, you are one of two kinds of people:

You are exactly what you claim I am, and that is a lonely, pathetic basement dweller. You life is spent eating eight pounds of junk food per day, masturbating to anything you find online that's even remotely feminine, and wishing you had good looks and social skills. You continue to live with your mother until she dies of a combination of lung cancer and liver failure brought on by the chain-smoking and heavy drinking she used to cope with what a failure you are. Your mother mercifully dead and free of the living embodiment of failure she regretfully thrust from her loins, the bills start to pile up and you, unemployed and unable to pay these bills (of course), lose the house and everything in it. Somehow even more of a failure than you already were, you wander from place to place eating out of dumpsters and sleeping in your own filth until you finally die of AIDS, which you contracted from a diseased whore you scrounged up enough money to pay for, so you could finally lose your virginity while at the same time pretending that your mother was back in your life.

Or:

You are the type who was an athlete in high school, who was genetically doomed to be an idiot but managed to finish school and even get a college scholarship because you were so good at a worthless children's game. You went off to college with a suitcase full of polo shirts and condoms, the polo shirts, because you're a douche, and the condoms to prevent you from impregnating the dim-witted young college girls whom you could never touch without the aid of Rohypnol, a drug you refer to as "roofies" because you can neither spell or pronounce Rohypnol. You scrape by with borderline D's for the next four years, and leave the campus to go out into the real world where your realize you're not intelligent or talented enough to do anything of value with your life. Misery and minimum wage ensues for thirty years, then you blow your brains out, and your corpse, alone and forgotten, is not discovered until the smell of rotting flesh seeps under your door and your bodily fluids finally soak through the floor of your studio apartment and into the room below you. Your body is cremated, the ashes scraped into a garbage bin because there was no one in your life who valued you enough to pay for a casket, funeral, or burial plot.

You're undoubtedly one of the two, otherwise you would have better things to do than complain about the theme of a forum that doesn't care about anything you have to say.

Yeah, this game just keeps getting better. I've tooled around with the demo a little more, it BLOWS the first one away. I'm trying to plow through the first one, but it's EXTREMELY difficult to do. The freedom in this game is unprecedented. You can literally go anywhere by any means necessary.

Also, be sure to do this. I spent 30 minutes just doing this:

This guy is kind of a faggot though. You can ride the propane tanks until they explode.

you can also use your grappling hook on one flying by... that's how i got mine ... a hijacking in mid-air...

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QUOTE (Massacre @ Mar 15 2011, 01:24 AM)

Oh, good one. The "you're on the internet so you must have no life" insult isn't moronic or unoriginal at all. You must, without a doubt, be a very important member of society, not at all a waste of the already barely valuable gift of life.

As is the case for everyone who takes issue with people who make them sad on the internet, you are one of two kinds of people:

You are exactly what you claim I am, and that is a lonely, pathetic basement dweller. You life is spent eating eight pounds of junk food per day, masturbating to anything you find online that's even remotely feminine, and wishing you had good looks and social skills. You continue to live with your mother until she dies of a combination of lung cancer and liver failure brought on by the chain-smoking and heavy drinking she used to cope with what a failure you are. Your mother mercifully dead and free of the living embodiment of failure she regretfully thrust from her loins, the bills start to pile up and you, unemployed and unable to pay these bills (of course), lose the house and everything in it. Somehow even more of a failure than you already were, you wander from place to place eating out of dumpsters and sleeping in your own filth until you finally die of AIDS, which you contracted from a diseased whore you scrounged up enough money to pay for, so you could finally lose your virginity while at the same time pretending that your mother was back in your life.

Or:

You are the type who was an athlete in high school, who was genetically doomed to be an idiot but managed to finish school and even get a college scholarship because you were so good at a worthless children's game. You went off to college with a suitcase full of polo shirts and condoms, the polo shirts, because you're a douche, and the condoms to prevent you from impregnating the dim-witted young college girls whom you could never touch without the aid of Rohypnol, a drug you refer to as "roofies" because you can neither spell or pronounce Rohypnol. You scrape by with borderline D's for the next four years, and leave the campus to go out into the real world where your realize you're not intelligent or talented enough to do anything of value with your life. Misery and minimum wage ensues for thirty years, then you blow your brains out, and your corpse, alone and forgotten, is not discovered until the smell of rotting flesh seeps under your door and your bodily fluids finally soak through the floor of your studio apartment and into the room below you. Your body is cremated, the ashes scraped into a garbage bin because there was no one in your life who valued you enough to pay for a casket, funeral, or burial plot.

You're undoubtedly one of the two, otherwise you would have better things to do than complain about the theme of a forum that doesn't care about anything you have to say.